Hi there. It's been a long time since I told a story, so here goes. I was training at Toa Payoh stadium. I went to the toilet to wash my hands. Because I was happy, I swang my arms around like a little kid. At the entrance/exit to the toilet, a man stood there. He stared at me for a while.
Me: "I'm sorry, did I splash water on you?"
Man: "Yes, you from Raffles right, should know better how to behave yourself!"
Me: "I'm sorry, sir, but it was just tap water!"
Man: "How you like it if I splash tap water in your face?"
Me, silent: *Thinks: I don't mind/care, but that's just me.* I didn't bother saying this out loud 'cause he'd think all Raffles kids are rude iron-teethed gangsters.
On hindsight, I should've wiped my hands dry.
Me, after some silence: "I'm really very sorry, sir."
Man: "Somemore you from Raffles, you should know how to behave yourself."
It could've gone both ways. I was this far from throwing down. Literally. But I'm glad I didn't. AFterall, I'd just prove his point. But maybe I should've explained it was an honest mistake, a human error, a lack of judgment regarding how far the water on my hands could fly without hitting the person in front of me. Still, I doubt he'd understand. So how? Now I've gone and tarnished my school's reputation in public. Jesus, what do you want to show me? How to deal with unreasonable people? Afterall, You must have let this come to pass for a reason, right? I'm sorry Lord, but I did try to turn the other cheek, although there wasn't much of a blow to receive. *Inward turmoil*
*Post-production blues ttm*
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The man at the stadium toilet.
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